"Let's meet at your hotel in the bar," the newly minted Texas says.
They meet in the bar.
"Everything in Texas is bigger and better. The skies are bigger, the roads are bigger, the women are more beautiful."
After a few drinks, the New Yorker has a call of nature. He asks the bartender where the Men's Room is. The bartender says down to the corridor, turn right, and first door on the right.
The New Yorker turns left and goes through the door which leads to the pool. The Texan hears a splash and runs out to the pool. His friend is splashing in the pool yelling, "Don't flush! Don't flush!"
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